The Old College Try

She had made her way to these lands, her only friends trail gone cold. After the group of wolves had torn apart the slavers that had been holding her captive, she had run and never looked back. She lost Andante in the process due to the fear she had that if she didn't keep moving, then the survivors would track her down and bring her back. But she didn't know if there were any survivors. All she knew was that she needed to put as much distance between her and them just in case, and if she were to survive and secure herself, she needed the protection of a pack.

That's when she heard it. A howl calling others to it. She was unsure at first, but she was also close enough to at least investigate and find out what it was. Having been secluded for so long, she was still wary and flighty, but maybe if she stayed back far enough...they probably wouldn't notice her. The young babe approached the group, her steps quiet and her body low to the ground as her body language practically screamed submission. She would wait to see what this was about before deciding if it was safe...or if she should run.

Steel blue gaze lifted to find what she assumed was the leader here, noting his posture and the strength he seemed to portray. He was similarly colored like her, and as she gazed at him, she noticed how handsome his features were. She just hoped it wasn't a trick and that this wasn't a bad idea..